Storms from the gulf

Changed his plans

Storms in the life

of one simple man

Then so it came to pass

When the crap hit the fan

 Out the door he went

With his hat in his hand

He drove thousands of miles

Maybe regretted the first few

Then the pain gave way to excitement

With the chance to start the world new

In a small mountain town

He knows the challenge and the cost

He has chosen to live on purpose

“Not all those who wander are lost”